I'm Chasing Rough Guys at 80

Chapter 25 The Coffin Board Can't Hold Down

Chapter 25 The Coffin Board Can't Hold Down
Sui Zi's dream was messy and lengthy.

After dreaming about the scene before death, I dreamed of sitting on the wall of the ancestral house when I was a ghost.Looking at the leaves outside the courtyard turning yellow and green, I look forward to Yu Jingting returning to his ancestral house once a year.

She couldn't remember what kind of man she looked like when she was alive, but it was unforgettable after her death.

Suizi in the dream was full of hatred, so he wanted to drag Li Youcai to hell together, and use various methods to make Li Youcai die.

In reality, it's almost two o'clock in the morning.

The mother and son of the Yu family stood in front of the kang in padded jackets, looking at Sui Zi anxiously.

It will be too late, the transportation in the village is inconvenient, and there is no way to go to the hospital.

The village doctor came to see it, but couldn't say anything.

Suizi was pregnant, so she didn't dare to take medicine, let alone acupuncture. Seeing that she had a fever and talking nonsense, she had to cover her bed more and make the kang hot.

"What are you whispering about?" Yu Jingting was so anxious that he was like a potato roasted on the stove.

Hearing that Suizi kept talking nonsense, she put her ear to her mouth.

"Mother, why does she keep saying sorry?"

"Isn't it a pity to marry such an incongruous thing as you?"

Wang Cuihua boiled an egg, peeled it, and rolled it around Sui Zi.

I have tried all the methods I can think of to reduce the fever, but it doesn't seem to work.

Science is useless to the end, then it is necessary to ponder metaphysics.

"Maybe Suizi is scared out of her mind, I'll jump for a while and see if I can jump up." Wang Cuihua said that she was going to find her tambourine.

Yu Jingting hurriedly stopped him.

"You can hurry up and stop, it's useless at all, good people have to be frightened out of trouble."

Wang Cuihua also knew that she was trying to fool outsiders, and she couldn't do it like that when her own family was involved.

"Burn the newspaper and bring an iron spoon."

If a child in the village is frightened, he will either burn a small piece of newspaper on top of the child's head, or stand in front of the door with an iron spoon and knock on the door frame. It is said that the "soul" of the frightened child can be retrieved.

Wang Cuihua made a two-pronged approach.

I don't know if it's useful or not, it's been passed down from generation to generation.

"Chen Hansui is home!" Wang Cuihua stood in front of the door and knocked on the door frame.

Yu Jingting stood in front of the kang burning a newspaper.

Sui Zi in the dream heard the noisy sound and frowned more and more tightly.

When the ink on the newspaper met fire, it burned with a special smell. With Wang Cuihua's voice calling her home, a road appeared at the foot of the dark ears in the dream.

Light and hope filled the darkness, and the confusion in my heart was suddenly resolved.

She traveled thousands of miles to read thousands of books, but she lost a touch of human fireworks. This is her biggest regret.

When she sat on the wall of the Yu family's ancestral house and saw that Yu Jingting waited for her to go home every year, she was always remorseful.

When I was young, I didn't have enough courage to face the changeable life, so I chose to escape, but it turned out to be wrong.

Looking at the world from another angle, what she wants to grasp most is the smell of fireworks full of nostalgia.

Faint human fireworks, like burning pig hair - pig hair? !

Suizi felt that the smell of fireworks was too similar to the smell of burning pig feathers when killing pigs during the Chinese New Year, and the more she smelled it, the more real it became.

"I ×! You are burning the head of the ear!!!!"

Wang Cuihua smashed at Jingting with an iron spoon, and Yu Jingting hurriedly pinched the fire out.

He stood in front of the kang burning a newspaper, and a small piece fell off, burning a small piece of the fringe head.

Fortunately, the meat was not burned, but one side was short, which was too obvious.

"She can't cry and collapse the wall when she wakes up?!" Yu Jingting looked at his "disfigured" daughter-in-law and panicked.

"Mother, go back and tell her that Jiaojiao did it, right? She must not be okay with me when she sees it. Let her scratch Jiaojiao!"

The noisy voice was heard in Sui Zi's ears, but it was a solid human disturbance, which was nice.

"Jiaojiao is unlucky to have your brother." Suizi opened her eyes and said hoarsely.

"Wake up!" Yu's wife said in unison, and the surprised expressions on their faces were exactly the same.

This real concern was written on his face, and in Sui Zi's eyes, the empty space in his heart was filled, and his restless and restless heart settled down.

Some people care about her, some people care, and she is no longer alone.

"thirsty."

Yu Jingting hurriedly handed over the prepared cup, and Sui Zi poured it down in one breath. The water was still warm, and he added some sugar, which was sweet.

Just after putting down the cup, Wang Cuihua brought a bowl.

"Eat some canned peaches."

The North especially believes that canned peaches can cure all diseases.

There is a sick child at home, open a can of peaches, a can of solution for thousands of sorrows, and are reluctant to eat them on weekdays, so I take out the stock for ear seeds.

Suizi actually didn't want to eat it, but the Yu family members looked at her like a breeder who was waiting for the fat pig to come out of the pens.

After eating two, Wang Cuihua collected the bowl with satisfaction.

"Go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."

I don't know if I want to open it, or the magical canned peach has played its magic, and the ear is not uncomfortable.

Her new life has just begun, and Li Youcai's dog thing is not worthy of her to exchange for a bright future.

She must remain calm and rational, and make Li Youcai pay the price with open and aboveboard means, and he is not worthy of it.

If she died, no one could control Yu Jingting.

I can't eat canned peaches full of humanity.
"Why don't you sleep and pestle there?"

Sui Zi saw Yu Jingting standing in front of the kang with his back to her, his back was very melancholy.

"Your hair. What, I'm not going to the kang anymore."

Yu Jingting, who knew that he was "sinful", reluctantly gave up the right to sit on the kang, and he didn't dare to look at Suizi's expression now——

To declare, he is not the kind of worthless man who is afraid of his wife, this is not a big night, is he afraid that she will wake up the neighbors crying.

Sui Zi was amused by this guilt-ridden appearance.

"Okay, I don't blame you, come up."

"Huh? Don't you treasure your big braids?"

She has to comb her hair for a long time every day, and this black hair is really good-looking, black, like black satin.

"The hair will grow back, people have to look forward."

Yu Jingting always felt that she seemed to be implying something, like a pun.

But the level of education limits his "reading comprehension" of Sui Zi.

The burning of the spikes subsided completely, lying on Yu Jingting's arm, staring at the dark ceiling without sleepiness.

Yu Jingting reached out and touched her big eyes, knowing that she hadn't slept, a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind.

"When you look at the abyss, the abyss also looks at you."

"Who taught you?!" Can't tell, he's still a philosopher?
Isn't this Nietzsche's Beyond Good and Evil?

Although it is the Northeastern version, it really means that!

"My mother-in-law, she said it once, and I remember it, but I don't think this word is reasonable. A normal conversation should be, Abyss asks you, what are you looking at? You say, look at you! Then you In a fight with the abyss, your small body will definitely not be able to fight, and in the end, I urinated towards the abyss, and we won."

". Nietzsche's coffin board can't hold back."

 Probably it was the enthusiastic monthly pass of my friends who awakened my conscience. The author of this procrastination has updated it on time today. I am on time, on time, on time, on time!I stand up, I have a future! ! !

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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